Quotes About Sky

Here's how Polly Francis expresses her sense of a spiritual connection. A new set of faculties seem to be coming into operation. I seem to be awakening to a larger world of wonderment—to catch little glimpses of the immensity and diversity of creation. More than at any other time in my life, I seem to be aware of the beauties of our spinning planet and the sky above. And now I have the time to enjoy them. I feel that old age sharpens our awareness.32

Paul Bowles said, "The sky hides the night behind it, and shelters the people beneath from the horror that lies above."   Joseph

Would that, like the smoke of the watch-fires that mounts and vanishes at random in the empty sky, the smouldering flame of passion could burn itself away

It is one of the secrets of Nature in its mood of mockery that fine weather lays heavier weight on the mind and hearts of the depressed and the inwardly tormented than does a really bad day with dark rain sniveling continuously and sympathetically from a dirty sky.

Einstein was looking for more imagination instead of knowledge or the reality of things. His mind was caught up in the sky of dreams.

We became attached to the worldly possessions, as we were not capable of penetrating through the sky and peek at what was prepared for us.

if wanderers were not themselves the cause, then like the scent and color of the lotus in the sky, there would be no perception of the universe.

Red is one of my favorite colors, but blue is my first favorite, because when I was 6 years old, I lived with my grandfather in Seattle, me & my grandfather used to sit outside and look up at the blue sky."

To visit certain streets was to realise that only the sky remained unchanged there.

Shamas stands in the open door and watches the earth, the magnet that it is, pulling snowflakes out of the sky towards itself.

The equidistant sea and sky were divided for her by the line of gravity like an hour-glass, through which a ship wrapped in pink-mauve haze passed from one element to the other, coming down over the horizon

Illium was a stunning sight against the lightening sky, his wings sweeping through the air with a grace that made him seem a half-forgotten dream. When he landed in the courtyard, his wings flaring out for an instant, he was at once very much a man, physical and sexual, and an unattainable fantasy.

It wasn't only his city that was healing, Raphael thought, his eyes catching the refracted light that betrayed Aodhan's presence in the sky; his people were, too. And it had all begun with a single, vulnerable mortal who did not accept that to be an archangel was to be always right.

To everyone who has ever dreamed of flying and to all of you who have flown with me.

Sugar, remember—" "One of your best ideas, cher." Secret rules, she thought, her eyes on his profile as he watched the sky rain color, secret play. When he met her eyes, his own reflecting the sky, she said, "Full throttle." The smile faded from his lips, raw emotion in his voice as he repeated the vow. "Full throttle.

In the blue sky overhead, larks sang like my heart.

The Great Point lighthouse rose at the far end of the barrier beach, a tall white steeple to the sky, with a working light flashing at the top. Here was the end of the island, the great point where the Atlantic Ocean met Nantucket Sound in a froth of waves. All along the point, enormous fat seals lolled on the sand, occasionally lumbering in and out of the water, grunting and lounging like a tribe of overfed Roman emperors.

At night, when the sky is full of stars and the sea is still you get the wonderful sensation that you are floating in space.

Books. They tumbled from the bleeding sky like wounded birds. The spines snapping open and the pages fanning white. Black letters slipping off the slanted pages and falling, falling to the ground where they... Shatter.

When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.

We shall go wild with fireworks...And they will plunge into the sky and shatter the darkness. We don't have any fireworks that big

Because you are like that sky. Because I feel it so much that it breaks my heart…I love you.

You know, small stars, large stars, they shine equally bright in the night sky. -Sora Kitazawa

Soon he was assigned to fly the B-17. The four-engine, long-range bomber had an arsenal of machine guns and could take punch after punch and still deliver its bomb load—over ninety-six hundred pounds. Crewed by ten men, the B-17 was known as the Flying Fortress and was a giant in the sky.